
"It's not cold, Jul? This hour shampooing?" asked Father-in-law when he saw his daughter-in-law look fresh in the morning when morning worship came. Seeing his son-in-law coming out of the bathroom in a state of wet hair, made the father-in-law sittan ask without any intention to tease him.
"E-no, Bah," replied Julian nervously. That question sounds ordinary. But for Julian, the question from his father-in-law was like a trick for a man who had just tasted the pleasure of a woman's body. "I'll go to the room first, Bah."
The in-laws let him down and he went straight into the bathroom. While Julian rushed to his room to change clothes with cocoa and sarong to carry out his pity. While the wife has been waiting by using the tools of worship. Safira did wake up early and chose to take a bath first, continuing to wake her husband.
After the service was over, Julian and Sapphira chose a moment of rest. What else when Safira wanted to help her mother, the mother instead forbade and told the child to sow her husband only. I don't want Safira to obey him.
"The hole still hurts, Dek?" julian asked between conversations.
"It's still a little bit sore, Mom," replied the wife who was laying her head on the chest of her husband's field. "Will every woman if first entered the male trunk will be as sick as this well?"
"You don't know, honey. Maybe so," Julian replied, wiping his wife's hair.
"Mas, denger denger, he said he had a man in our country, is it small, but why have Mas Jul, it can be so big anyway, Mas?"
Julian's smile immediately grew upon hearing his wife's question. "I don't know myself either, Dek. Ever heard of having a man in our country that average length between fourteen to sixteen cm."
"Well! Got Mas Jul like more, there's twenty cm more."
"I don't know, I've never shaved. Maybe because I'm of Italian descent? So, mine's different."
"Italians?" tanya Safira looked surprised. She even looked up at her husband's face.
"Yes, my father is Italian, why? How shocked is that?"
"Pantes, Mas Jul doesn't seem to play. Kayak bule it. It is natural that the stems of Mas Jul gede. Direct descendants bule that loh."
"Hhehehe could have been you, Dek. But thank you, honey. Thanks to you, Kamila and Namira, I can kind of panic, so don't panic anymore."
"No need to thank you, Mom. All this is because we are husband and wife. It would be funny if anyone knew they were married but didn't touch each other at all."
"You why? How nervous is that? Umi's cooking is not good?" asked Abah with a look of wonder. Although she knew what had happened to her son and daughter-in-law, Abah preferred to have a show. After all, you have also felt like you are in a position like them.
Julian and Sapphira immediately stiffened upon hearing his brother's question. "Not what, Bah. Umi cuisine is delicious," Safira replied trying to calm down. His nervousness is incredible. Likewise with Julian, he got his own misdeeds.
After the breakfast together was finished and a little settled, Julian and Safira immediately went home because they still had a lot to do in preparation for his wife's business. It didn't take too long, Julian and Sapphira had already reached Julian's old house.
"The motor's coming, Dek?" julian asked after greeting his arrival and was greeted by his other two wives.
"Already, Mas. Tuh," replied Zafira while showing the motor that was behind the sales pitch of her husband.
"Aren't you trying yet?" julian asked after putting two boxes of Safira's merchandise.
"It's dong, Mas," replied Namira. "Such a child. We were the center of attention yesterday, hehhehe ..."
"Thank God you like it" Julian sat down to the twins. "Where's aunt? How are the twins with you?"
Julian's three wives sat down with his husband. "Go to the market for a minute."
Julian saw a mangosteen. Their chat developed where, because they memag no busyness that means. Julian was joking with his three wives and the twins. They are surprised by a pretty good car, getting into Julian's yard.
"Whose car is that? Good right. Mas Jul rent a car again?"
"No, what's the car rental for?"
"Well, who is that?"
Julian and his wife asked.
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